When he saw the people of the Temple of Light appearing in the hall, his anger and hatred could not be curbed, because the moment he saw them, the scenes of his parents being killed and his sister Ye Ziluo being murdered flashed across his eyes. The scene left behind by the third elder of the Ye family and Ye Zhentian.
He will never forget that the elders of the Bright Temple first threatened and lured their parents in order to snatch Shenglian. Snatching away, one burnt out his grudge, and the other mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to mobilize the elements between heaven and earth to cast the forbidden spell, and he would never forget the scene even if he died.
At that time, they were hiding in the bushes, watching from a distance, helplessly watching their parents who loved them like pearls and treasures, and were killed right in front of their eyes. And they could only grit their teeth and not make any sound, they just stared straight at their parents lying in a pool of blood.
At that time, he swore that he would not take revenge, it would be difficult for their son; if he did not destroy the Temple of Light, it would be difficult for him. At that time, he was powerless, and now he cared too much, and he even despised himself a bit. He was powerless to retaliate and strike even though the enemy was right in front of him.
"Brother Hao!" Seeing that Ye Zhihao fell into the memory again, and it was that kind of deep sinking. There was pain in Zi Luo's voice. Brother, I know your pain and hatred, if you wait any longer, I will definitely take the Temple of Light, starting with these few people now.
"Luo'er, you..." Ye Zhihao really wanted to tell her not to fight against the Guangming Temple, which would not be good for her. The power of the Guangming Temple is beyond what ordinary people can imagine. It is said that as long as there are people, there will be congregants of the Temple of Light.
But looking at Zi Luo, he was powerless to speak out. He didn't understand either, as if there was a voice telling him all the time, reminding him that Zi Luo hated the Temple of Light no less than him, and hated the Temple of Light no less than him. He looked deeply at Zi Luo, trying to find out something from the bottom of her eyes, but Zi Luo's eyes were very calm, without waves or waves.
Zi Luo hid the hatred in her eyes, she couldn't let him see anything, guess what? Especially in this sensitive period, she needs to pay more attention.
Seeing that both Ziluo and Ye Zhihao left the hall, the Po Legion also bid farewell to everyone and walked towards Ziluo. They all noticed that Ziluo was unusual. Her disregard for the Temple of Light and her inexplicable hatred He intended to make them worry about her, and also sweated for her. If it hadn't been for Xiao Tiansheng's obstruction just now, the elders of the Guangming Temple might have made a move.
Everyone entered Ziluo's room together, and they saw her looking deep in thought, her whole body was hidden in deep confusion, her eyes were not as clear as usual, and now she is like a vast ocean, which cannot be seen. Marginal, so deep, so sad. They didn't even find out when they went in, what if someone attacked her now? Everyone couldn't help feeling chills and fear for a while.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten that there were two divine beasts guarding Ziluo. If they hadn't seen an acquaintance coming in, the two divine beasts would have attacked a long time ago, and they would have appeared in Ziluo's sight as gracefully as they are now.
"Luo'er!" Murong Yichen couldn't help but speak, that kind of confusion and deepness really didn't suit Ziluo. Although the Ziluo he knew had a cold appearance, at least he wouldn't be like this now, as if She faded out of his sight and was about to stay away from them, so emptiness, so ethereal.
What happened to her? It seems that Zi Luo and Ye Zhihao are not normal since they saw the people from the Temple of Light. Ye Zhihao's body became more air-conditioned, and hatred flashed in his eyes. . Where did the two of them hate the Temple of Light come from? They all want to know that as friends, they hope to share the burden for them, even if they have to fight against the Temple of Light for this, they will not hesitate.
Zi Luo turned around slowly, her eyes were out of focus, and she casually glanced at everyone present, "You are all here!" There was no second sentence after one sentence, and then she turned around and continued to think deeply. It turned out that she Treat them as decorations.
"Luo'er, you are not normal today, what happened? If you have any problems, let us know, and we will face and solve them together!" Yuan Siyu looked at Zi Luo with concern, his eyes were only serious and sincere.
"A group of gods, it's annoying to watch." Zi Luo said very casually, dressed like a corpse in the mortuary, with a fake and sanctimonious expression, it's strange if she doesn't bother to watch, and they are still her If she is not bothered by her enemy, she is not a human being.
As soon as Zi Luo's explosive words came out, Leng Jinyu gulped down his half-drunk tea at Mo Xiaochen who was opposite him. Mo Xiaochen was still in the crowd of Zi Luo's magic sticks and didn't react. Being sprayed with tea, the face is full of tea leaves, which is very funny.
Mo Xiaochen glared at Leng Jinyu with a ferocious expression, "What are you doing?" His tone was full of anger, and he sprayed tea on his face so disgustingly, his proud handsome face was ruined by him What is especially unforgivable is that this appearance appeared in front of Zi Luo.
"God stick! This metaphor is really good!" Leng Jinyu didn't care about Mo Xiaochen's angry expression at this time, and looked at Mo Xiaochen's flushed face with a smile, and couldn't hold back the smile in his eyes .
When the word "sacred stick" was mentioned again, everyone present burst into laughter. Zi Luo's statement was really ingenious, even in the eyes of the angry Mo Xiaochen and the cold Ye Zhihao. Smile, it can be seen that the word "magic stick" is popular.
After everyone laughed enough, Ling Xingyun had a solemn face, and said to Zi Luo earnestly: "Luo'er, no matter how much you hate the Temple of Light, you can't say these two words in front of others. The believers of the Temple of Light are One spit could drown you."
"Well, what Xingyun said is correct. Not only are there many believers in the Temple of Light, but there are also many god-level powerhouses, not to mention some ascetic monks who have never been born. One step forward. And the pope whom the disciples believe in is even more unfathomable, so don't do anything stupid." As the prince of the empire, Yuan Siyu knew the depth of the Temple of Light.
(end of this chapter)